Resurrection of Duke Werstein ~ I Didn't Hear Anything About Being A Middle-aged Man ~

"Rebirth."

The resurrection of the dying and the complete resurrection.

At that time, he becomes a “wise man”.

It should be noted that it is not just dying to be reborn, but only once it was definitely dead after various conditions overlapped.

The condition is uncertain, and the general theory is that God likes it.

"Sage"

A being who fulfilled his “rebirth” and deviated from man, stepping into the realm of God.

Ancient documents say that some people lived a thousand years, but the details of whether they are still alive or dead are unclear due to the fact that they cannot be found across the wartime.

Sometimes they are called sage because there is at least a five-fold increase in the amount of magic, longevity, health, knowledge, etc., compared to before rebirth.

It should be noted that the appearance stops being old at the time of rebirth, so nothing will change.

I will be immortal, but I am not immortal, so I can only count the numbers.

I read the dictionary that far and closed it.

............ No, let's wait a minute.

What a fantasy.

What magic. Which is magic.

What, me, if it's a long time, do I have to live a thousand years or something?

With this body?

In this, in the body of Odysama?

No, no, no, no, no.

No kidding.

I can't. That's crazy.

Ningro Kamisama, you don't like people you've chosen as sage, because you harass them, no matter what you think.

I don't know what the standards are, but you're already a bummer.

Yeah, well, what, there's no one there, right? I'm human, right?

...... well, but I don't feel like I have such a delicate spirit about frenzy or anything.

What, you're getting used to this body early?

The reason is simple.

Because it is highly adaptive or applied.

...... It's a lie. I'm not used to it.

I knew it would be confusing.

Get dressed, toilet, toilet, toilet!!

There's no way you can get used to a man's body in a day!

In the meantime, I will not consider the biggest difficulty of waiting for a bath after this.

... but it is true that I am very confident when it comes to graphics.

If it wasn't fat, I wouldn't think about doing it in a dark cloud swirl, a quote, a crowded and feeble entertainment industry or something.

Let's get confused, stop, and put that behind us now.

Otherwise I can't move on.

In front of the bookshelf in the study, stare at the back cover of the dictionary.

Then, uh, I remembered that butler.

...... You're a coward, me.

Can I live, I can't believe it.

My existence, my name, I don't know anything about it. I'm supposed to be someone I trust so much.

But you don't have a choice.

I have to find out my existential significance, because it's going to be hard to live from this.

I have to live with this body, so I can't do it without reopening it.

I can't?, there's no reason I didn't.

But there's nothing I can do, so I have to do it.

If you are affirmed to exist,

If you could just tell me that I don't mind right now, that would make it easier.

Even if the contents are different, you don't know anything.

Besides, I have to live as Augusto Verstein, and I can't face Augusto or Julia who I've never even seen.

If I don't do it, who will?

... no, this is a lie too.

... because I got the body on my own, or because I can't face it, I don't know, that's just pre-construction.

I just don't want to die.

So I'm trying to play Mr. Augusto to deceive the guilt I'm deceiving, and at least reassure the people around me alone.

... sucks, me.

It's all just self-satisfaction.

But I still want to live.

Deceiving around, even deluding myself. But I want to live.

I just don't want to die.

...... Plus, I've already played it, so I can't pull in any more now.

I can't even take it back.

Ultimately, no one has to notice.

I think I'll have to hide it in order to live.

I can't predict what's going to happen if the modern man finds out he's in the middle of something.

Worst case scenario, it's not weird to be killed.

... because I can't forgive myself or even myself for having such a nice Odysama content of my choice.

I don't like it when it comes to beautifully shaped odyssumas like this!

I'm so sorry to hear that! Too bad about that! You'll even kill me!

Yeah, no.

I definitely have to hide it.

...... Well, I don't think anyone would believe me even if I said it.

I don't care about that now.

More than that.

Look far as you gently return the dictionary you had to the right place.

I have to study because I have no idea about governance or anything, but I have no idea which is better.

No, it seems aristocratic for once, and aristocracy means standing above people, which means great people, right?

If you don't do the right job, you're gonna die of a coup or something. That's nasty.

Then you have to work hard. Yeah.

What am I supposed to do with governance?

No, you can't.

I can only imagine him stomping back and stroking a Persian cat and blowing a cigar.

No, I'm not a nobleman, I'm a mafia, Sole.

No, what do aristocrats usually do?

There's also a book on imperialism, but it sounds like something like this, like a nobleman's way of thinking or being right, and I don't feel very useful right now.

Let's read it when it settles down.

I wonder where economics, accounting, books like that are.

I only see history books, magic books, something like that.

But let's read this once it settles down too.

I don't know what it is, but magic, they can use it.

Well, where is it, the book of contents you might need to govern!

I somehow understand that we need maps, the characteristics of the areas we govern, that kind of thing for now.

... maybe it's in a room like I work, not in a study.

If so, there's no point in coming to the study.

...... but for once, even just history, let's grasp it.

No matter how much you say you lack memory, it's unnatural if you don't know it to some extent.

Pull the thick history book out of the bookshelf and gently open it.

Uh, the kingdom of Renamilia was founded seven hundred years ago by the first king, King Lloyds Renamilia.

Hmm.

I read the whole thing and generally understood, I closed the book for now.

......... to sum up, it was the coolest policy ever done by a king from the first king, a typical big case, a war, something like that written down in a book.

For your reference,......... haha...

After all, maybe it's not here.

I gently put it back on the bookshelf for now.

"Sir."

Suddenly he was called up and so surprised inside, he forced himself to face the voice as he pretended to be calm, and it was that butler who was there, after all.

Will you stop calling out suddenly, because it's bad for your heart?

No, I'm not putting it on the surface at all, even if it's mean.

'Cause I don't have the audacity to freak out or anything.

"What?"

"You can see your son, Mikaelis Bochan."

In the meantime, when I heard the requirements, the butler respectfully said so.

Uh, yeah.

Yes, your son is here -!

...... what to do.

No, I guess I have to see you because you're here to see what's going on.

What the hell do you want, huh?

He was lying down. Is his father sick? Did you come to see how it went because you recovered from it?

Yeah, then we have no choice, let's do our best.

"... well, let it pass."

"I'm in awe"

Having said that, I greeted him with respect, and then left with a refreshment, but after a while, I brought him here:

He was some kind of a very princely man.

Long eyelashes, blue eyes.

Straight Sarah Sarah blonde with glitter in the sun.

The word "good-looking prince" is perfect.

What, son? Here, son?

... you don't look very alike. Like your mother?

Mother, you're so beautiful!

That's the prince.

...............

Something's solidifying while I stare at this one, what the hell is wrong with you?

...............

No, say something.

"... father."

"Mikaelis, huh"

It was definitely such a sparkling name, wasn't it?

When I was a little girl, I guess I was like an angel. That's an easy name to understand.

No, I don't even know the angels in this world like Mikael or anything.

"I'm home now"

"Right."

That's all I thought I'd finally talked about.

What the hell.

Seriously, I have trouble reacting.

As he watched as he jittered inside, the prince finally opened his mouth.

"First of all, we would like to thank you for your recovery"

"Right."

Is that all, really?

...... I have trouble replying.

I wonder what it's like to be a father.

No, you can't.

I don't know anything about a majestic father because our father was so sloppy.

In the meantime, I decided to think about how that respected actor would play it.

Because there's no other way.

"... Father"

"What?"

And then, when you put your consciousness back into reality because you were called out,

Do you have anything to say to me?

Something was so staring at me.

"......... Hmm, what are you trying to say"

Put your arms together and encourage ahead.

You're not scared of being stared at?

It's a lie. I'm so scared.

Why are you staring at me like that? It's the other father, right? What is it?

Oh, maybe you hate your father so much?

What would Augusto be doing? You're scared of me! Stop it! Not at all!

complaining to Mr. Augusto in his brain and distracting his fears, he glared at me with a kick,

"... it was done to Count Rhodriers, about the support."

That's what I told him.

But such a prince, uh, raises a few questions.

"... weren't you focusing on the Knights?

That's what I heard, butler.

Why are you bothering to talk about what your father did?

I wouldn't say this without my father's support for the enemies of my country.

"I see."

No, no, no, no, no. Seriously, what are you doing, Mr. Augusto?

You can't do that because you want to die.

That's what my son complains about. I have no choice.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"Mikaelis"

In the meantime, it seemed so exasperating that I stared at him and called his name.

"...... what is it"

Yeah, I wonder what.

In the meantime, I tried calling you because you can't get caught up in the pace over there, but what do we do from here?

But I have to say something, because it's unnatural.

Uh, uh, oh, yeah.

"Now what are you talking about?

Calm down and listen back.

'Cause you are.

Maybe, but I think this is over.

You're doing this, aren't you?

Then there's nothing you can do about it now.

Then he opened his mouth bitterly, as if he had bitten a bitter worm.

"Oh, sure, you won't have the right to say this to me, who's been left alone with all the Knights....... but...!"

Oh, no, it's not, it's not.

Not that way.

I know I said something that might be misunderstood, but just calm down, brother.

"Today is the day I want you to say it! Why did you do that?

Hey, Ma, come home, brother, come home.

Don't go in the wrong direction by yourself.

I stare at him, but he just stares back desperately for something.

Akan, I can't do this anymore.

It doesn't seem like a good idea if you don't shift in that direction.

Uh, uh, okay, how about this!

"Well, there was no point in worrying about that little thing."

"Nah...!"

Secret! The line the villain is going to say!

Your brother is staring at me like he's out of line.

Wait, wait, what are you talking about me? Are you nuts?

"... no, did it make sense,"

"Father?

Yes, it does, it means something.

Whatever it is, I can live with it.

... that?, I mean, here, this is a good opportunity, right?

The fact that my oldest son, who wasn't interested in the house, came all the way out here means he's pretty bad, right?

Then, if we do it right, we can throw a round at your son for governing and all that other stuff, and we can fade out like that, right?

If you decide so, you'll have to work hard!

Roar! My adrift power!

"Mikaelis, what kind of mother was Julia to you?

"... what, abruptly"

I open my mouth to the prince staring at him with a strange expression, just a little while, putting him on his expression so that he could see the emotion of sadness.

"... to me, she was the sun, everything"

Even though I didn't have to think about it, and I was heartily surprised by the dialogue that came out of my mouth at will, I continued.

"It didn't matter, such as the country. I don't care if you throw everything away."

It even happens to an irresistible pity, like something stuck in my chest, and I'm just going to get a little confused.

Easy to get into the role was my advantage, but this, that's not the dimension.

It's like I'm Mr. Augusto himself.

Oh, I see.

The pity that stained my body, it could be him, here.

Really, he's sad.

"... no way, that's all you do."

"I was just abandoning myself."

Back to back with the dialogue coming out of your mouth and the sad attitude, you are calm in your head.

But until my grief stains my body and I can't take it off, I think of Mr. Augusto, who liked his wife, and I get sad because of the act and all that.

If they loved you that much, even Julia would have been happy.

And at the same time, it would have been very sad.

I can't believe I had to die leaving behind my pretty son and someone who loves me so much.

It must have been so hard to imagine.

"... let me ask you again, what kind of mother was she to you?

Asked again, he began to talk with the potpourri, holding his chest down somewhere painfully.

"Mind, it was when it came with me, so... I don't have much memory...

But I thought you were kind, intelligent,... worthy of being the Duchess,... beautiful, beautiful, like my mother's book. "

That's what I'm gonna tell you. He looked so sad.

"... well."

Really, you were a good family.

Yet the war broke it all.

What Mr. Augusto resents is that he has no choice.

But what you really should resent is not the country.

What you really should resent is the war, and the guy who set it up.

Nonetheless, this man resented the country.

"I was about to destroy everything she loved"

I'm sure I couldn't think of Matomo in the shock of losing Mr. Julia, and I resented the country as a result, but I think that's what turning the country over to the enemy means.

"You'll never be forgiven."

I would have bought all sorts of people's grudges before.

Enough to send in an assassin. What? So it must be worth it.

So.

"Father..."

And then I stare at your son's face.

Oh, if you look closely, you look just like your father.

"Mikaelis, you're free now."

"What do you mean?"

To the words you said quietly, your son gave a surprised look and then wrinkled between his brows.

"I became a wise man. Therefore, you no longer have to succeed the governor."

That's it, breathe lightly.

"... but if you want to succeed the housekeeper, I'll be happy to back off."

"Nah...!"

To your son, who opens his eyes as surprised and utters an outrage, he folds.

"Everything, your freedom."

All right! I told you!

Such a bad father, I knew you couldn't let him govern or anything! I think it conveyed my feelings.

Come on, come on in. Please take the housekeeper!

"I don't want you to say anything unsolicited!

Is that it?

"You're telling me to break it myself, leave it to me, and throw it out again, while I keep it doomed!

No, wait a minute, brother.

Can I just say that? We have a lot of problems, don't we?

"... the people will not forgive me"

"You say what a thing like that is!

"... michaelis"

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

How hard do you think it is to get it back?

I'm the one who's going through a lot, aren't I?

"When I was a little girl, you weren't that small that I admired, chased my back, and watched!

Wait, wait, wait, let's just calm down? Brother, shall we calm down a little?

"...... but you, too, would resent me"

"Yes! I resented, hated, and scorned! But that's not you, Father!

Eh.

"......... seriously, are you saying"

"I mean it!

Seriously, kick ass, I've been told, but seriously, please wait, brother.

"I don't know when or what will happen again."

"Then I'll support you, because I've worked hard for it since I was a little girl!

Yeah, yeah.

"If you're about to go the wrong way, now it's time for me, my son, to stop you! I'm not a helpless child anymore, Father!

...... How did this happen?